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24 May, 2012

Typing between Coughs

Filed under: Uncategorized — Tags: , , , — Obdormio @ 00:00

You might have noticed that there was no post up on Monday, and if you didn’t notice it, well, I guess you know now. Public shame is a fact. The shame! Oh, the shame!

But I have excuses! It wasn’t just because I am a lazy ne’er-do-well and unreliable couch barnacle! Since about last Monday, I have been suffering from acute pharyngitis – fever and pain and the whole shebang. From Thursday till Tuesday, I basically stayed in bed, alternately sleeping and coughing and occasionally watching a bit of TV. I could not even begin to think about sitting down to write a post to satisfy my self-imposed schedule. Not even a crappy filler one. I cannot remember the last time I was so reduced by illness.

I can remember the last time I came close, it happens to be last May. I had just handed in my Master’s thesis, and almost immediately got struck down by a variety of ailments, including what would later be diagnosed as gout. I figured at the time that my body had basically been as stressed out as my mind in the final stretch of writing the thesis, and once it was all done my immune system basically went on holiday for a while. I’ve spoken with others who have had similar experiences, of suddenly falling ill once the exam season is ended. I sort of wish that was the case now, but if so it seems my immune system is working of a bad calendar – my first exam started yesterday, and I won’t be done until mid-June. I sincerely hope getting ill in the spring won’t become a tradition.

The knock-down last May was in some ways worse, and in some ways better. Like I said, it came close to the same level of reduction, but not quite there. My mobility was severely limited by the gout attack, and I was similarly confined to bed, but my mind remained pretty clear – I could have written something, lying there. So no fever, and a clear mind, but on the other hand, the pain was worse. At its hight, it reduced me to weeping, which I think pain hasn’t otherwise managed since I was a child.

Anyway, the upshot of it all is an amendment of my mental schedule rule to give me the opportunity to call in sick. Now you must excuse me; I have an array of pills to take.


  1. Stakkars Erlend, du blir liksom ikkje berre litt sjuk heller!
    Elles kan eg melda om at eg fekk ein typisk “ferdig med eksamen”-sjukdom, kom dalande dagen etter 17. mai – akkurat som i fjor. Det trass i at eg på ingen måte er ferdig med eksamen – tvert i mot er eg såvidt byrja med lesinga, og studentane mine er midt i sin. Det var berre kroppen min som fann ut at å forlata Bergen er likestilt med ferie, og stengte av immunsystemet. So no smittar eg halve Europa (den halvparten som besøker stavkyrkja) og let vera å svara på spørsmåla eg får enten fordi eg ikkje høyrer eller fordi eg ikkje har stemme.
    Våren altså. Oppskrytt.
    God betring! Og lukke til med lesinga innimellom hostinga, til liks med skrivinga.

    Comment by Mari — 24 May, 2012 @ 00:35

  2. You have my every sympathy, and my sincere gratitude that I cannot in honesty add empathy to those sympathies, having never had this bad bouts of sickness. And while I cannot lay claim to Mari’s personal experience with post-stress disease attacks, I can verify they’re a thing. My mother predictably always got a really bad case of the flu or headaches or a cold or something of the sort every single summer vacation she took, starting my pre-teens and lasting really until I was too old to go on summer holiday with my parents anymore, so gods know if it still is the case. (If it isn’t, maybe I was the common denominator… GULP, as the Disney Ducks would say.)

    Feel better soon!

    Comment by Loki — 24 May, 2012 @ 09:04

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